The Deathworlders Novels & Stories

She closes her eyes for a moment, as she opens it and chooses the middle and core world of his game, whispering. “The book of DEATH REINCARNATE.” Hearing the pleasant title of the world that HE is somewhat been rooting for as it is the very world where He plans everything to spin and twist as the final battlefield. Worst as it is the primary word where HE imprisons the primary and primordial sins who defies HIM along with the first creation that rebels against HIM. HE could not help but giggle in pleasure and excitement as HE draws a final sinister smile at the very end and whispers.

Alexander said in a deep voice, “Got it?” The Underworlders nodded. Despite them being split between wanting the Lady to crown the Dark Lord and wanting to kill the Lady, they all at least agreed on one thing. That no one shall take what is theirs. They were Underworlders. Creatures that hid from the day and basked themselves in darkness. Creatures that did not belong in both Heaven and Hell. They were in the precipice of existing and not existing. But what is theirs shall always be theirs. “The Lady is ours,” Alexander said again.

There was a kind of eeriness that had been lasting for thousands of years, as if they would jump up and bite you in the next moment! There were even piles of entrails, which were wriggling, and it was very bloody and horrible. This was a world completely made up of various dead bodies. All kinds of unimaginable ways of death and all kinds of unimaginable tragedies could be seen in this world. Even though Ding Hao had experienced countless battles before, including killing Surviving Species of the Untainted Land and killing scum of the Human Clan, and even though he got used to the bloody scene, he could not help fearing when he walked in this world for a long time.

Captain exhaled "they won't be the same in power and technology, the "Devils of the red Moon" will be even deadlier than before" he clenched his fists "we have to be prepared or else humankind will fall into the hands of those devilish bastards and we won't let that happen at any cost". Suzan looked lost all of a sudden, "Promise me... Suzan...promise me...." the last words of Lucas were echoing in her mind. "I wanna resign from my duties as a member of the 'Angels of the burning Sun' "

Down in the streets, Tank, Reaper, and Sienna were listening to the broadcast over their bike radios, their faces illuminated by the dashboard lights. "The Board is gone," Dax continued, his words cutting through the static of the old world like a blade. "The Nullity is ash. But the real architects of your miserythe Foundershave woken up in Neo-Angeles. They are dying, and they are coming to drain the life from this new world to save themselves." He paused, letting the silence hang over the frequency.

Waste system started, because nobody writes songs about sanitation but everyone dies when it fails. Maya strings noise-makers at the rear fence from cans and fishing line. Elegant? No. Useful? Yes. Aesthetic rating low, LUS says. “It’s an apocalypse tripwire, not a wedding centerpiece.” Function adequate. “Be still my heart.” At 6:17 p.m., twenty-four hours after the world publicly tore itself open, Maya stands in the center of the warehouse and listens. Sirens still exist, but fewer. Gunshots now punctuate the city in short, ugly bursts. The dead are no longer incidents. They are weather.

Even if I won't be able to live long, I should be able to know what I am about to die for. "Fine, I will grant you that request," Ryan said. After clearing his throat, he sat down on the sandy floor beside me and began his speech. "In the beginning, two beings created a dark weapon out of dark magic. Gradually, different murky beings started coming after the weapon as it held unlimited power, granted unimaginable skills, and was the source of immortality. Humans, particularly those in Gaea and Middle-Earth, also known as the Middle Realms, are prone to greed and selfishness. Many people from different nations, races, and clans came for the weapon, but they couldn't beat the two beings that c

On the day of the blood moon, his birthday, Silva gained more power than he had before and with that, he used it to end his life. Wolves found out about the Great Lycan and wanted his immortality for themselves, it turned out into war when the Rulers went against the idea and made a decree concerning it, the Great Lycan became a Legend and a tale told to the younger generation but it never came back. Years passed by and the Legend only became a Legend. No one knew when the Great Lycan would come back and no one wanted to go against the rules of the leaders of the underworld.